The Ego at the playground
It should have been a day with fun and it turned out to be a lesson both for me and my children…..
But before I start my story, let me explain what the ego is. Egois a Greek word and means “I”. Freud referred it to the couscous mind or the awareness that we are a being with an identity, living whatever way of life we happen to be living right now. Can we be over- attached to this “I” in this storm of what we call life?!
Me and my children took the train in to Gothenburg Botanical Garden to color t-shirts, build, read and be entertained. It is a yearly festival and the city becoming a welcoming hand for everybody. The school hasn’t started yet, so it was a lot of families with children in different ages and different cultural backgrounds. (Ironically, one time of the year even Gothenburg can look like a multicultural city and I love it.)
We wanted to do everything and a little more just like all the others. So it there were queues and waiting. But that was okay. I thought. To me as a parent to teach children to be able to wait for their turn is important. That's when one understands other people's needs and overcomes one’s own selfishness. You exercise yourself to be unattached from your own ego mind and create space between you and your “needs”. It is difficult to practice this ability, especially for children. But as a parent I can not give up when it comes to this.
So while I was waiting for my children to get help I observe something that I have never seen before. At least not so clearly and not in Sweden. We did not get help, because parents took over. They ignored others who waited and, egoistically, they made sure their own children got their "piece of the cake". It happened in every attraction we went to and I suddenly seen more clearly than ever the destruction our minds do with us and with others.
Evolution happens when we are able to overcome ourselves. When we can overcome our own selfish brains. We cannot behave like that if we want to save the world. So when I see people expressing such ignorance and rudeness in the one of the world’s richest counties, in a place with a new generation, I become sad. And we should. Because it is a shame.